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Yang Hao didn't rush to counterattack against Xiao Meiying's ferocious blow but instead leaned his head back and said indifferently, "Do you understand me very well?"

Yang Hao's reply did not make for an awkward silence.

For a woman like Xiao Meiying, who had climbed her way up in Korea step by step, this kind of question was no problem at all.

Being open as she was and seeing that Yang Hao seemed to want to feel the pressure she was exerting, her peach blossom-like beautiful eyes shone even brighter as she responded, "I... am slowly getting to know Mr. Yang… "

During their conversation, Xiao Meiying, who had been behind Yang Hao, did a 180-degree turn, swayed her slender waist, and moved her legs.

In the next second, our President Xiao had already positioned herself in front of Yang Hao, who was sitting on the sofa.

The two made eye contact.

Only one was sitting there while the other was half-squatting.

The 45-degree angle spoke volumes.